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The Heavy Horses - Copper and Gold

 

 

I was born with a heart made of copper and gold

I polished it down so I would not grow old

But the rains they come under rot blackened skies

 And they wither my heart despite all I try

Shadow of death, it is trailing me

It haunts me on land and it haunts me on sea

Try as I might I just can't get away

It'll haunt me until it kills me one day

My wife is my darlin' and I am her man

As much as I love her she don't understand

That the ways of the world are not always kind

And the weight of the world is a burden at times

I talk to the devil when I'm down in the hole

He always says that he owns my soul

But no matter how much that I beg or I plead

That the day that I die, he'll come take it from me

So I leave you this heart made of copper and gold

May it be yours until you grow old

And if the rains ever come, and anger you seize

Will you polish that heart and then think of me ?

Will you polish that heart and then think of me ?

 

 

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